I love Halloween! In Havasu, we’ve had an entire weekend of ghoulish fun!
Callie had a blast with her sleep-over/Halloween party. While she was busy with that, the rest of us went to the Fall Fun Fair. Josh and Megan walked the whole fair and then chose the booths they wanted to spend their tickets at. Josh SCORED at one of the booths where two little girls knew him. They begged him over and over to play their game, and he finally gave in. [I think he was playing hard to get. Amazingly enough, he was doing it right.] When he was done with the game they LOADED him up with candy. Yep, definitely doing it right. He also went back to their booth later. Smart kid.
Megan had some freedom to roam the place, and I think she appreciated that. She hung out with some of her friends, and got her face painted with a skull and crossbones. That was another big “mom” step for me, letting her be free to walk around on her own. But, I knew it was a safe place and it felt good to let her have some more grown-up like independence. We all met up at the end and as we were getting ready to leave, we saw ‘them’.
I’ve noticed more and more that Halloween seems to be an excuse for women to dress more ‘scantily’ than is socially acceptable. I will NOT say ‘provocatively’, because in most cases it simply hurts the eyes and brains to look at them, thus being the exact opposite of provocative. We saw a pair that would absolutely burn the eyes right out of your head. Pink spandex stretched so tightly it became see-through-pink spandex. The accompanying black spandex pants just gave that perfect ‘oomph’ to the sausage link look she was going for. Her friend, in the white lacy top that had a bra-like closure in the back, was equally cringe-worthy. For you women who want to dress like this for Halloween (or, God FORBID, any time of the year), I have one piece of advice for you that I dearly wish you heed for the sake of my eyes and brain: JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN, DOES NOT MEAN YOU SHOULD. Learn it. Love it. Live it. Seriously.
Tonight we did the Havasu Main Street Halloween Fright Night. The weather was a nice 80°. I spent the afternoon getting the girls ready. I tossed together a quick dinner, threw on my costume, and Mister took some pictures of all of us before we left. I had to admit, I was not too thrilled with leaving when it was still light out. I mean, come on, that’s when the BABIES are out trick-or-treating. But, I knew Mister wanted to get a decent parking spot. And, he did. Woo Hoo. (Yes, that was indeed dripping with sarcasm. I figured it was so blatant you just *might* have missed it.)
There weren’t too many people there at first, and the kids were a bit hesitant about going up and trick-or-treating the booths that were set up. That shyness wore off by the third booth. I realized that I really like that they’re old enough that I don’t have to hold their hands and go trick-or-treat with them. I could just walk along, keeping them in my eyesight, and enjoy the evening. No work for me! WOO HOO! (That was NOT sarcastic, by the way) By the time it got dark, it had become completely crowded. And that was when I was glad Mister wanted to be an early bird and get the very best parking space. I also quickly became very irritated with the crowd. People, leave your dogs at home. Especially the couple trick-or-treating with their baby in the stroller. I wouldn’t have minded so much if they would have moved more than three inches per minute.
We finally got around them, and managed to get into a city block-long line of trick-or-treaters. That was tedious. I am very glad I decided to stop taking the metabolism medicine this week. I probably would have been on the 10 O’Clock news otherwise. By the time the crowds and lines became overwhelmingly large, the kids said they were done and ready to get back home. I was surprised, but oh-so-glad to hear it. When we got home and looked in the kids’ buckets, I realized why they were done for the night. They were filled to the brim! Josh’s was so heavy, I’m shocked his arm didn’t fall off! They are definitely set for candy for a LONG time. None for me though. I’m TRYING to be good. *sigh*
It was a great night, with lots of fun, and quite a few sore feet. The candy is safely tucked away, and hopefully the sugar high they got from free otter pops & cotton candy (not to mention any candy eaten during the Main Street trek) will wear off soon. I can’t wait until next year! (Hopefully pink spandex lady will NOT try to wear the same, um… outfit? Costume?)
I put a slide show of the rest of the pictures below. You need to watch it just to see Josh with his candy haul. Incredible. Happy Halloween!
Enjoying my ghoulishly wonderful Dash…